Run out the open door
From Create Your Own Story
Gathering your wits, you notice the open door leading to a dark passageway and possible freedom. Runk is snoring, meaning he is alive and may wake and once again desire to use his massive battering-ram of a cock on your soft virgin tenderness. You scramble to your feet and attempt to leap over his arm and cock in one bound but your bare foot slips in his drool. You land on his arm and fall on his belly, bouncing off and sprawling across his cock with your face planted right on his massive nut sack.
The odour is acyually somewhat alluring.
You consciously feel his cock as you push yourself back up. Its so hard and hot. You take one more look at its magnificence before running through the door. You momentarily can't see, going from the bright viewing room to the dark corridor and run right into a short stout soft person. Strong hands grab both your wrists. Your eyes adjust and you notice you are surrounded by eight short fat naked bald men. Their cocks dangle limp, but are an impressive size.
"Does everything here have a big cock?" you wonder.
You feel something touch you just above your knees and look down to see the fat midgets erection. He gives one of your arms to one of the others and you turn to him to see his cock immediately begin quickly growing after grabbing your arm.
Hands grab you ankles and your lifted off the floor, eventually suspended belly up by the four. You struggle and scream at them but they ignore you and are quite strong. The other four surround you and touch or stroke you, your legs, belly, bum, breasts.... Their cocks all become hard after touching you. Anywhere you look you see cocks jutting towards you. Two of the men have retrieved scissors from somewhere and begin cuttig off your lingere and in moments you're nude. Chubby warm little hands are now roaming your bare flesh. Cocks poke and rub against you.
You're placed on a cold vinyl covered sort of examination table and are held stil lby the many hands.
You're sure you're about to be raped and begin crying, looking for help anywhere. A tall figure emerges from the shadows walking towards you. Its an older man, maybe 60. he has a tank on his back, compressed gas of some sort you guess.
Once beside you he gazes up and down your nudity.
"She's nice," he says.
He places a hand on your belly, circles slightly brushing your pubic hair, then moves up and cups a breast, squeezing.
"Did Runk touch her?" he asks.
"We don't know, Sir." one of the fat little men replies.
Still squeezing your tit and pulling your nipple the old man orders the fat midgets to open your legs and presses a mask over your mouth and nose.
You fight to remove the mask as your legs go wider and wider.
"More. More." he repeats.
Once you're almost doing the splits the old man signals enough and slides his hand over your pussy. he feels and probes gently.
In seconds the gases from the mask make you paralysed. Your conscious still, but the drugs are affecting you slowly making you foggy.
"Wow, that's the meatiest snatch I've ever seen."
You blush completely humiliated.
"So fucking sexy. I'd pay a lot of money to do you, Gorgeous."
You're strangely feel pride by the crude comment.
He begins sliding his middle finger between your thick pussy flaps, contacting your clitoris. It feels nice. You can't help it. It feels so nice. You close your eyes embarrassed. When look back to the old man, his finger squishing and slurping through your fleshy labia, he's smiling down at you, emotionless eyes.
Once nice and juicy, the middle finger begins slowly pushing in your vagina. In your foggy state you're unconcerned, more intrigues really at the sensation.
"Cunt." you say to no one. "Cunt." you repeat.
"She's still a virgin," the old man says.
As you slip into unconsciousness you feel the hands groping and the finger again grooving your labia, pleasuring your clit.
- Run out the open door
- Lay there stunned
- Check out the huge cock on Runk
